I finished work at 6am. This night was the slowest night in history!! My eyes were glued to the clock all night long and I'm not usually one to watch the clock. So when the night finally ended, I was ecstatic!! I headed home with good intentions. My car was booked in for its first service at 7am (or any time after opening, which allowed me some leeway). I also had a gym appointment with Pinky and a brunch date with my KK Friend.

When I walked into my house, I headed straight for my bedroom. I must have done this out of pure habit. I sat on my bed and automatically began undressing. I slipped under the covers like a robot. I was in the throws of falling fast asleep, when my appointments snapped into my mind. My eyes popped wide open in a sudden fright. I swore under my breath (I didn't even know what I was mad about) so I quickly set my alarm for 8am. I knew that this wasn't enough time to get to the Dealership, drop my car off, catch the courtesy bus to Mac Square, and keep my 8:30am appointment with the Gym Guru, but somehow it didn't register. I just needed sleep!

I wasn't as late as I was expecting. I arrived at 9am and thankfully, I'd called to let them know I was running late. They were still able to fit me in. The Gym Guru weighed me and did all my requested measurements. I figured if I'm going to give this "Gym Thing" a real go, I'm going to get my starting measurements. That way I can compare results later to see if my efforts are worth the trouble.

After my Guru had finished, I headed into the workout area and jumped on the treadmill. (You have to be a computer analysis to figure out how to turn the fuckin thing on!! Lol.) It asked me for my weight, age, speed, and incline required. There happened to be a chart on the side, with cardio heart rates required for each age bracket. Because I'm in this 'Biggest Loser' contest against a 20 something year old Glam, I decided to lie to the treadmill about my age! This was a big mistake (go ahead and laugh because it's fuckin halarious)!! The treadmill took off like a speeding jet down a runway!! I swear I'm never going to lie to a treadmill again, I promise!! At least I'm still alive to blog about it but you should seen me holding on for dear life. Thank God it's an 'Ladies Only' gym. I would have been a 'laughing stock' with all the men gym bunnies!

An hour later, and 3 litres of water heavier, I headed to the showers. Pinky and I were only 20 minutes late to brunch. I ate light, but indulged in half a slice of 'Banana Bread' with Pinky.

Pinky dropped me back at the dealership to pick up my car and $150 later, I was heading home for the rest of my nights sleep.